Zach rotated the laptop on the table so Mary could see. "Uhm, it's a forum list for people like us. Right now I'm corresponding with one of the guys on there. He's in Chicago, and he runs guns on the side."

Zach took another gulp of the cooling coffee... "I'm sorely lacking in the firepower department these days. I left all the really good stuff with this H.P. I met a while back because at the time he needed it more than I do. I just hope I have enough cash to get us put in a position to fight this asshole."

He rubbed some sleep from his eyes and continued posting on hunter-net while talking. "You have any cash on hand? The others are going to have to come up with some themselves... I have enough to take care of myself, but I don't exactly have a job or anything."

Mary raised her eyebrows. "Wow. How the hell have I not found that yet?"She tore a page out of her notebook, wrote down the url and put the scrap of paper in her pocket.

"You have any cash on hand? The others are going to have to come up with some themselves... I have enough to take care of myself, but I don't exactly have a job or anything."

"I've got some." she replied. "Not loads, but enough to have some spare cash once the bills are paid. Oh, good idea by the way- I don't think a few handguns is going to help much against that abomination."

Zach laughed. "Yeah, I'm not that old... But when it comes to this I'm light-years ahead of you guys!" Zach cracked that big childish smile again for Mary before getting serious again.

"If we're going to take that son of a bitch down... We'll need to even the odds up a bit... Guns help, but the odds are always stacked in favor of the house. I've seen these things take shots from hunting rifles and just smile. And the thing we're up against... He's more than likely a tough son of a bitch."

Zach sighed... "Another thing we have to remember... He's coming to us for help, why would he do that? Either he's afraid of what he's after or he's trying to get rid of a new group of Hunters in the area. We either blow him away and risk your daughter or we play ball and find out what his game is, unless we can get something on him... Lemme look at this business card."

Zach looks at the card and starts digging around online to see what he can find.

(((OOC Note: Outlaw, Zach is going to cross reference the numbers and name(s) on the card as well as the company name on the card if there is one. He is also going to check that against the bank that owns the safety deposit box, and on a whim he's going to cross reference all the data with the club he was at the night before. (the one noted in the H-net thread) Let me know what he comes up with or if you want me to roll dice.)))

"It said it wanted me to do it so it'd have plausible deniability. Makes sense I guess- even if you can take your enemy, you might still get hurt. Why bother when you can send in someone else and then say you've never heard of them if they fail?" Mary shook her head. "I don't think it is coming to us for help. I think it's using us as tools."

"Ah shit... There's nothing here Mary. Let's go check out the box so we can get some sleep and meet everyone back here. You got a decent couch?"

Mary nodded. "Yeah, you can crash at mine if you want. Just need to check it with the boss first."She then went into the kitchen to face Joey. "Hey, Joe? Is it OK if I take a break?"

Joe's head reappeared at the window over the counter. "Mary, you're killing me. At least wait until 7:00 when Barb gets on ok? You can call it a day then. And where the hell is our breakfast rush? Lousy fuckin' recession..." Joe vanished again. For the time being he hadn't noticed that the diner had been unofficially closed. It's currently 6:40.